Every mixtape hit serving as gifts to the goons that got away Couldn't have played 'em in your new car anyway There was something of 'Sister's Lovers' and 'Sister Ray' Should've put those picks on 'Mix for Rainy Day' Instead committed as a Valentine's display And potentially thrown away Letting it lock into your cranium to hiss and hum Letting it lock into your cranium, your cranium If we shut up, I swear we'll hear the songs of our years When you get headaches, just envision it The tape exposed, wrapping around your frontal lobe Kissing that crush but then what if it just falls flat Like a hope to swing for fences but forgot the bat Or you don't even play sports at that Well, an expectation is an extension of your id To want and just wonder if you did Well, I wanna sit on your roof again Not talk about people or friends Listen to ice cubes clicking and planes Amazed how without touching We touch each other's brains, it's insane Letting it lock into my cranium, I'll keep that one Letting it lock into my cranium, my cranium If I shut up, I swear I'll hear the ringing of ears When I get headaches, I should just sit down Try to relax, two Tylenol and a water glass